|Published:||June 27th 2017 by Ann Stratton|
Johnâ€™s down to the last day on his rent and one whole moldy sandwich to eat.
To add insult to injury, somebody left a bowling ball on the kitchen table. Johnâ€™s never seen it before, didnâ€™t know how it got there, or what heâ€™s supposed to do with it. It has to belong to somebody, and so he sets out to find out who. Maybe heâ€™ll pick a job or something to eat along the way, too.